Marrying the Father of My Foster Son
Reply to Andri

Andri stuffed all her personal belongings into a medium-sized suitcase that she was about to bring to America. Only brought a few pieces of clothing and footwear only because his parents equip him with sheets of American dollars in a savings account that can be used to buy all necessities during his stay in the land of Uncle Sam.

His ticket, visa and passport were prepared in advance. It did not take long for him to prepare it all because his residence permit in the country of people is still valid for the next three years.

Glancing at the watch on the wrist. Two hours later, Andri will leave his homeland. "I am leaving this country forever. No problem can't have fun with Lulu's body, most importantly I'm free from the damn guy who said is the new girlfriend of the damn woman. When I arrive in America, I can have fun with any girl by imagining Lulu's face."

Smirked while staring at the scene from the second floor of his room. "Ehm, I've been impatient for spit-cheek in America. I want to spread the charm to every Asian girl or blonde girl I meet at the night club."

Andri's attention was distracted when the sound of knocking on the door was heard, followed by the appearance of a middle-aged woman standing in the doorway. “You're ready, Ndri?” Bu Tania's voice shocked the dreamy Andri.

Applying the eyes to restore consciousness that had floated for a while. “Eh, Mama, kirain who. I'm ready, Ma. Soon the taxi I ordered will come to pick me up. What's up, Mama's really falling here? Anybody want to talk to me?" andri asked when she saw the change in her face.

Ms. Tania approached, then sat on the edge of the bed. “Mama just wanted to see you last time before flying to America. Can't you?"

"Yes, I can, anyway. It's just a big tumben Mama kayak like this. What's wrong, Ma? Try telling me." Andri urged Bu Tania to tell her what she was feeling.

The mother of two took a deep breath, held it for a while then exhaled slowly. He looked at his son who was covered in bruises. "What a hard time letting go of you, Ndri. I don't think you're willing to leave this house forever. Yes, although you can still meet you there in America, but somehow your feelings are not calm, releasing you alone in the land of people."

"Mama last night had a nightmare about you, Ndri. And mama was afraid that the dream came true" continued Bu Tania. In the end he told me what was going through his mind.

Andri laughed softly. Take a seat next to your dear mother. "It's just a dream, it won't come true. Udah, Mama do not have to worry about me, I will be fine in the land of people. America is not a foreign country to me. I've lived there for 5 years, so I'm used to living there."

"Yes, but my mom's worried about you, son."

Men who like to play with the feeling of women touching Tania's shoulders tightly. Staring at the brown bead intensely. "Ma, I'm big, take good care of myself. Instead of thinking of me, mending Mama nyari holiday tourist destinations with Papa. With me and Lisa's mom not at home, you can have fun together. What, my advice is interesting, isn't it?"

Ms. Tania forced herself to smile, although the heart was still heavy to take off the prince.

"When you get there, don't forget to call your mom. Okay?”

“OK." Then Andri hugged Bu Tania tightly before leaving the residence of his parents.

Not long ago, online taxis ordered by Andri arrived. The man immediately said goodbye to his father and mother. Ms. Tania and her husband drove Andri to the front porch while waving at her son.

'Goodbye Ma, Pa. I will not go back to Indonesia. There's no way I'm back here after what I did to Queensha' Andri said in his heart as he walked into an online taxi.

"Can you walk now, Mom?" asked the taxi driver who answered Andri's head nod.

"I'm sleeping now. Pretty much an hour can tell this drowsiness." Then Andri closed his eyes as long as the online taxi driver drove his vehicle.

Andri's ride-hailing online taxi broke the capital's road to the airport at a moderate pace. It seemed ordinary, nothing suspicious. However, when he was about to turn right, the driver stopped his taxi. He looked back with a clear feeling of fear on his deathly pale face.

“Mas, like I can't take Mas to the airport,” said the driver while gulping.

Andri, who had been sleeping with a chicken in the taxi, opened her eyes. “Lho, why? The tires are leaking, sir?"

The driver nodded. “It's worse than leaking, Mas. I think my taxi would be robbed.”

The driver pointed forward to several people dressed in black and wearing a mask that covered their mouths. It seems that they deliberately wear it so that it is not recognized by anyone while launching an action.

Andri's eyes immediately puffed up to see people dressed all in black. Jesus, when he hasn't been to America, he's been the target of a robbery?

When looking around, Andri realized that the road passed was quite quiet. It is only fitting that the herd of robbers dare to do the action during the day like this. 'Shit! What apa my life. Just wanted to run away even satronized rob!' his screams in the heart.

“Heh, come out! If you don't come out, I burn the taxi so you all die in it!” exclaimed one of the herds of people in black while banging on the front of the taxi.

Andri gulped. He's about to be robbed. 'How to play crackle. You rob don't know yourself!' Finally, he got out of the taxi.

“Pak driver, mending go from here now! Don't tell anyone to meet us here! If you get your mouth leaking, I'll find you by the way. Know?” threaten the man in black with the taxi driver.

“I-iya. I understand,” great-grandson of the taxi driver. He rushed forward his taxi, away from the street.

Andri is there now. The son of a bitch still thinks he's being stopped because he's about to be robbed. He does not know that Yogi, the head of the herd in black, was told by Ghani to take revenge on him.

Yes, this is real revenge. Foot reciprocated feet. Eyes returned. It's the only way for Ghani to take revenge on the man who hurt his wife.

***

Ghani was sitting down drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. His eyes were fixed on the newspaper sheet to read the criminal news that happened yesterday in an abandoned warehouse in a corner in the capital.

A man was found unconscious and in a state of heavy injury in an abandoned warehouse. It is thought that the man was targeted by robbers who wanted to seize valuables he brought when he came home from the office.

Suddenly Ghani's phone rang. He grabs the phone on the table and sees Yogi's name plastered on the screen. Ghani picked up Yogi's phone.

“He's been with me, Doc." Yogi reports to his superior, Ghani.

Ghani smiles. He could imagine how scared Andri suddenly got in the middle of the road. Lately there are people who are robbed and deprived of their property when the streets are quiet. Ghani deliberately uses this modus operandi to take revenge on Andri.

"Good, I like the way you work. You're always reliable, Gi. I'm proud of you." Ghani said seriously. His words are not just praise, but pure from the deepest heart.

“Thank you, Doctor Ghani for your praise." The corner of Yogi's lips was pulled upwards as he received the compliment. There is a sense of pride in successfully carrying out the task well.

"Oh yeah, looks like he's going a long way, Doc. You bring a medium-sized suitcase of two pieces."

Ghani stroked his chin. As he expected, Andri would definitely run away to avoid being caught by the police. However, it doesn't matter to Ghani because in the end, the son of a bitch will deal with the police as well. Of course after Ghani took his revenge on the man.

“Gue knows Andri must be about to escape. What losers! How dare you doang! Barbarically! Goddamn it!” ghani Cibir. All the rough swearing slid from the man's lips.

“Now what should I do, Doc? Andri's hands and feet I purposely tied so that he does not run away. My eyes were covered with cloth. I also closed my mouth with duct tape. Do I have to finish him off now?” ask Yogi to make sure.

“No. Don't finish him off. Just teach him a lesson for pushing Queensha. I want you to break that man's hand. The hand he used to push my wife's body into the paved road. Hit him to the brink. Just make him as miserable as possible."

“Good, Doc. I'll call you back when I'm done with the execution."

Ghani hung up. He smiled with satisfaction because his plan worked. All this was done because he wanted to show Andri that the bastard should not mess with him or his beloved wife.

"It's in my hands, Ndri."

***

Andri tried to scream. Honey, what came out of his mouth was just a groan because his mouth was closed using duct tape. He tried to rebel from earlier. However, all in vain because the herd of people in black clothes tied his legs and hands.

“Hmmmphh! Hmmmph!”

Andri was still trying to make a sound. Suddenly a hand felt on the cheek. The hand grabbed the duct tape and pulled it away from Adri's lips.

Andri heaved a sigh of relief as soon as his mouth was not covered in duct tape. His eyes were still unable to see because of the black cloth. But, it's better than he can't talk at all.

“Who are you guys? If you want my treasure, take it all. I can give you anything as long as you let me go. I have to immediately go to the airport before I miss the plane,” said Adri in a pretentious style.

Yogi who saw Andri petantang-petenteng even though he was being held hostage, so felt regretful. He immediately grabbed Andri's hair until the man complained of pain.

“Don't bacot much lo! You think rich people are just lo doang in this world, heh! Basic cocky!” yogi exclaimed with glaring eyes. It was clear that there was anger coming from those eyes. For years working with Ghani, never once his boss was arrogant in front of him, but if measured in terms of wealth, Ghani's parents are no less rich than Andri's parents.

“Okay, ouch. Sorry. Take off my head. It hurts so much" Andri pleaded.

Yogi pushed Andri's head all the way. “Better shut up lo than life lo floated. Hear it!"

“What's my fault with you guys? Why are you guys saying it's the same as me?” tanya Andri did not understand why she was held captive.

“Lo don't have to bacot much. Don't ask too many questions either. Obviously, there are many mistakes. And you have to account for everything.”

“What do you mean?” Andri really doesn't understand what really happened.

“But there's one thing I have to do to you now." Appreciate to make kudu Andri bristles. Although his pair of eyes were covered in black cloth, but the aura of Yogi's cruelty he could feel with his eyes closed.

“Hah? What's it?” Because Andri could not see, he did not know when Yogi took a swing and then pulled his legs back and kicked the prisoner's body back.

"Aragh!" Andri groaning. He didn't expect to be kicked to the ground. Stung his head until it bled.

When Andri is off guard, Yogi unbinds the man's body.

“Hand you've been involved making people wretched. Therefore, it is better to break my hand so that no more victims fall." Yogi picked up the boxer below him and immediately swung it towards Andri's hand

“Arrrrggghhh!!” Spontaneously Adri shouted because his hand was hit blindly by Yogi. Not only was he hit, Yogi also stepped on the back of his prisoner's hand using feet wrapped in boots up to a foot.

'Campus! It's a reply because you've made Doctor Ghani's wife wretched. You son of a bitch! You deserve to die, you son of a bitch!' There is a satisfaction in seeing the suffering of Andri.

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